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Lin Ling finally waited for not the menu, but the waiter who was in a hurry and had a bitter gourd face: "The guests hope that there is someone who can be responsible to explain the change of the menu for them, I want to find you more than Chef Gordon......"

"You, in charge of the kitchen while I'm not there."

Lin Ling understood what the waiter meant, and there was really something wrong with the menu that Little Gordon gave him. He named the best student in the apprenticeship to guard the kitchen in his place: "If Chef Gordon comes, tell him I'm going to explain the menu to the guests, and if there is something in the kitchen that is undecided, use the walkie-talkie; "Me?" The apprentice apparently didn't expect to have the opportunity to make a big splash so soon, or to put himself on the wrong foot.

Opportunity and crisis are twin brothers.

"Chef Gordon is responsible for overseeing the entire lunch service, and you can't afford to let him delay the whole noon business for a table of guests. Besides, we've done what we should have done, we're doing what we shouldn't have done, take it easy, and don't cook lasagna. ”

After Lin Ling finished speaking, he took a walkie-talkie and pinned it to his waist, patted the waiter with the bitter gourd face and said, "Don't be discouraged, today is not the end of the world." ”

"Yes, Chef." The waiter turned and walked out of the kitchen.

Lin Ling followed out of the small kitchen, glanced at the busy dining room, turned around and walked up the stairs to the second floor, and turned into the corner.

"You're the person in charge?" A man wearing a silk shirt and gold-rimmed glasses stopped Lin Ling in front of the box, "Why did you change our menu?" ”

"Your menu?" Lin Ling guessed that the other party might be Nie Lao's personal secretary or personal assistant, Banker's attaché, the little ghost who had to step through before the legend wanted to meet Hades. He looked at the sissy with a light beard, manicured sideburns, lips and eyebrows, and a mixture of sunscreen and toilet water, "I've never heard of anyone going to a restaurant to eat using their own menu, not the restaurant's menu. ”

"We have reservations, and when we make reservations, we order today's dishes." The sissy said solemnly.

"Really?" Lin Ling frowned, turned to the waiter and said, "You go and get the appointment record." ”

The waiter wanted to tell Lin Ling that not everyone has the right to view the reservation records, but he immediately remembered that Chef Gordon had instructed that Lin Ling was responsible for all the affairs at this table, so he nodded and left.

A sneer tugged at the sissy's lips.

Lin Ling returned with a smile, little Gordon didn't say that this was the guest's reservation menu when he gave him the menu, so he made drastic changes, and old Gordon and little Gordon both knew that Nie Lao would come to dine at noon today, and I believe that with their professional quality, they will not miss these little things, that is, there will be no record of their order in the reservation record.

And all phone appointments are recorded on the phone.

The only possibility of this kind of thing is that the sissy in front of you or someone else who made an appointment did not explain it clearly to the operator who answered the phone. When the menu changed, they decided to shift the blame to the restaurant, and they did say the names of the dishes on the phone anyway, but they didn't finalize it.

Judging by the distance between the sissy and the box door, it seemed that he didn't want his conversation with himself to be heard by the people inside.

"Chef."

About five minutes later, the waiter hurried up the stairs with a tablet, and with a tap of his finger, the tablet replayed the recording of the day's phone call.

The time for recording the call was only one and a half minutes.

The waiter left for about 5 minutes, and Lin Ling guessed that he should have listened to the phone recording with the restaurant manager after asking for permission, after all, this kind of thing is not big, and it is not small, so the restaurant manager should be notified.

The restaurant manager at Gordon's Kitchen is a nice guy who is extremely responsible for his work, and he didn't follow along, meaning the phone call recording was fine.

"Is that okay?" Lin Ling asked confidently.

"Nature." The sissy replied confidently.

The waiter played a recording of the call, and the standard greeting of the electronic operator suddenly appeared on the loudspeaker: "Hello, Gordon's Kitchen, is there anything you need help with?" ”

"I'm going to book lunch for next Friday." There was a sound in the hallway that was somewhat different from the sissy, but not very different. Hearing this voice, he himself showed a confident smile.

"Transferred to human service." A dial tone came from the speaker.

"Hello, sir, Gordon's Kitchen, do you want to make a reservation for lunch next Friday?" Then, a man's voice came out of it, "Please ask your name." ”

"I'm Nie Lao's assistant." The sissy's voice said, "Next Friday at noon, Nie Lao will come to your restaurant for dinner, as usual, ask for a private room on the second floor, I remember that you usually serve soufflé and French pancakes on Friday, do you have them at noon?" ”

"Of course there is, sir, but Nie Lao ...... sweets," the voice hesitated.

"In addition to us that day, Nie Lao's granddaughter will also come, this is for the eldest lady." The sissy continued, "The others are just the same as before, right?" ”

"You mean the lasagna, mushroom steak, puff pastry onion soup, and Spanish ham that Nie Lao eats most often?" The man on the wire asked.

Lin Ling smiled again when he heard this, and Gordon's Kitchen has established a comprehensive database for each of its regular customers, recording their most frequently ordered dishes in case of emergency.

The sissy didn't answer the operator's question, he just said, "We'll be there at 1 o'clock at the latest." ”

Then, he hung up.

That's the end of the phone call.

"Look." The sissy's face also lost the confidence he had before, and everyone could hear that this was not a normal phone appointment process, and he was bluffing people with Nie Lao's name from beginning to end. Even so, the sissy said strongly, "I said I placed the order at the time of the appointment. ”

"Yes, I heard it too, 'We'll be there at 1 o'clock at the latest.'" Lin Ling corrected the statement of the sissy, doing catering service, unreasonable guests are like mice, no one wants to meet them, especially in their own restaurant. He approached the sissy and used a more hurtful statement, "If you don't bring enough money, we can give a 20% discount for Nie Lao's sake, and the service fee will be waived." ”

"You are insulting, I will go and tell Nie Lao." The sissy angrily walked towards the box.

"I also want to hear how you tell Elder Nie, 'The others are just the same as before, right?'" Lin Ling motioned for the waiter to follow, and he whispered to the waiter, "Have they seen the menu?" ”

"Only he has seen it." The waiter replied in a whisper.

"I see."

Lin Ling said in his heart that he had ruined this sissy's opportunity to express himself, he followed the sissy to the door of the box, and just wanted to knock on the door politely, but almost bumped into a girl who came out of it.

Pinocchio?

Lin Ling would not mistake the iconic high nose bridge.

With thick eyebrows and big eyes and a high nose bridge, it may be called handsome on a man's body, but it looks too handsome on a woman's body, especially Pinocchio's gaze at him at this time is not even a little friendly.

Isn't it just that after stepping on a foot in the morning, he took the opportunity to slip away, and he can force himself to that point, this guy is also a talent.

Not to be outdone, Lin Ling glared back at Pinocchio.

Pinocchio suddenly lowered his gaze and stared at the chef's uniform on Lin Ling's body. She walked forward, and after passing the waiter, she suddenly turned around and asked Lin Ling, "Lin, where is the bathroom?" ”

"Left hand at the end of the hallway." Lin Ling lowered his head and looked at the golden silk thread embroidered on the side of the chest pocket of the chef's jacket.

Fine stitching embroidered his name on the pocket.

"I heard the phone call." Pinocchio, dressed in a short-sleeved dress, said to the sissy as if he meant something, "I remember telling you that I don't like French pancakes. ”

The sissy opened her mouth before he could speak. Lin Ling asked Pinocchio in a pure, formulaic tone, "Is there anything else I can serve?" This gentleman seems to be very unhappy with our menu. ”

The voice was loud, and it was naturally heard by the important guest in the box.

"Menu?"

A sluggish, reminiscent of a blunt knife sounded from inside the box: "Zhang Qi? ”

"Elder Nie, everything is ok." The sissy turned around and looked at Lin Ling with a stiff face, "Give me a copy of your menu." ”

Lin Ling took out the Banker's exclusive menu that had been redrawn by them from the waiter's arms, he ignored the outstretched sissy, walked straight to the box, and handed the menu to an old man with a gray beard and an ordinary appearance sitting in the middle of the box: "This is today's VIP menu. ”

This old man is Nie Lao.

"When did the waiter wear a chef's uniform?" Nie Lao took the menu and looked at it a few times and handed it to the private secretary sitting next to him, a white-collar beauty who could be said to be in her early twenties, or about thirty, or forty years old, with a well-maintained figure, considerate clothing and the use of cosmetics to hide her true age, she coiled her head into a bun at the back of her head and fixed it with a silver stick, her makeup was dignified, only the fine lines at the corners of her eyes revealed that she might be old.

"Where's little Gordon?" The white-collar beauty opened her mouth, and from her voice, Lin Ling thought that her age should be the last, "Isn't he in charge of today's lunch?" ”

There was a hint of reproach in his tone.

"Today, our kitchenette is in charge of the VIP seats." Lin Ling replied expressionlessly.

"Kitchenette? You mean the apprentices? The sissy who felt that she had lost face shouted impatiently, "How can you be so irresponsible? ”

"I think that's just a sign of responsibility." Lin Ling didn't look at the sissy, judging from the position of the seat, this assistant should be a role like a driver, "Our team won the Dachun Winery, on the golden beach." ”

"Come on, that child's play." The sissy said disdainfully, "Everyone knows the moisture in it." ”

"Zhang Qi, Deputy Mayor Zhu Baiju has been abroad longer than you, and Director Zhang is also a well-known glutton, they said yes, that's good." After Elder Nie said casually as if he was mentioning his own nephew, he asked Lin Ling, "Can I start ordering?" ”

"Of course, Elder Nie."

Lin Ling bowed and stepped back, suggesting that the waiter stepped forward.

At this time, Pinocchio happened to come back after using the bathroom, and when she saw him with his back to her, she pretended to be unintentional and pushed his back knee down on his back knee and pressed his calf mischievously.

This action almost made Lin Ling kneel down on the spot.

"My name is Gao Yuanyuan." Even if he didn't see Lin Ling make a fool of himself, Pinocchio still felt much more comfortable. After she sat down, she smiled and asked the waiter, "Kumamoto oysters?" Is it fresh? ”